Remember the times when foot socks were part of our daily routine - we wore them before entering our classrooms to save the shiny red floor wax applied by the Wednesday third row people?

Remember our shabby old classrooms at trade drawing and science lab - we were still eager to learn despite the ceiling fan's lack of rotating skills, because they've been installed up like 30 years ago and we would still clean it?

Remember the times when hamburgers flattened by waffle makers and the five-peso soda full of ice were part of our diet?

This are the things I remember about high-school and the high-school spirit still lives in me. Good times!